Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World - Chapter 538

Chapter 538: The Demon Kings Nightmare

The world burned… smoke filled the skies, and bodies filled the floor.

Asmodeus stood frozen in this dream, once again trapped and unable to gain rest as he saw his beloved women cut down by the man who was supposed to be his best friend and brother.

“Why Alan!?”

He shouted, trying to get the man’s attention, but the voice didn’t leave his lips. A silent scream of despair as Alan’s blade stabbed Yumiko in the chest, her body dropping to join the others.

Asmodeus was left alone. His heart ached, and his mind raced as he watched the blade rise; it would cut off Yumiko’s head next.

‘Stop!’

This dream started a few nights earlier, a foreboding feeling that grew worse with each repetition. The more Asmodeus saw this dream, the more lucid and realistic it became.

At first, it was their voices that became more realistic, then their scent, and now he could feel their heat, the soft sensation of their lifeless bodies, and the hatred inside him that lingered remained even after waking up.

“How many times…” Asmodeus asked, but nobody answered.

After Yumiko, Alan then killed Aurelia, Velmina, and Tsukihana, his lovely daughters.

“Stop… Move damn it!”

However, he couldn’t stop their deaths, and once again suffered a horrible nightmare.

***

Despite being a dream, Asmodeus became enraged, his mana in reality pulsing dangerously, drawing the attention of his future wives, but they did not approach him.

“What’s wrong darling!?” Erika called out, her hand burning as she tried to touch him, the atmosphere around him hot like a raging volcano filled with lava.

They knew he was suffering nightmares because Asmodeus told them about it several times.

“I didn’t think it would become this bad…” Velvet bit her lip, ashamed that she had joked about it and teased him.

“Master…!” Sariel tried to move closer, but Riel held her back.

“It won’t help him Sari!”

Riel’s tail waved around nervously, her eyes fixed on Asmodeus.

“We should wake him up…” Leviathan was the first to move; she approached the bed, ignoring the pain, grabbed Asmodeus’s shoulder, and called out to him. “Wake up, please wake up!”

Her words echoed for a moment before Asmodeus suddenly grabbed her throat, his hand squeezing down, trying to crush it.

“Asmodeus stop!!” Alice called out, but nothing could stop him… this was something that grew worse each night that passed, and now they realised this wasn’t something normal.

“What’s going on?”

A soft, delicate voice echoed behind them as the silver-haired woman stepped inside, her ten tails fluttering behind her as she saw Asmodeus choking Levia.

“He is having a nightmare…”

Serena heard Velvet’s explanation, but stepped closer.

“I can see that… I mean why isn’t anyone helping her?” Her eyes narrowed; she didn’t understand why these women just stood by while their “lord” choked one of his wives.

Her body moved faster than they could speak; holding her swollen stomach, she slapped Asmodeus on the cheek.

Pah!

After losing her divine powers, her strength and power dropped significantly, but a small mark appeared on his cheeks, and his eyes fluttered under his eyelids. The pressure in the room dissipated, and he finally opened his eyes, which he immediately widened in horror.

“L-Levi?”

He let go, staring at his hands, and then at Levi, who had tears in her eyes and bruises around her neck. She coughed and spluttered before collapsing on his chest. “A-Asmodeus are you alright?” Levia still prioritised his feelings and wellbeing, asking in a hoarse voice.

This caused Serena to shake her head, but she admired Levia.

‘I can’t believe these demons, even if they were scared of him… how can they stand idle?’

Asmodeus hugged Leviathan tightly, and he felt remorseful.

“I-I am sorry…” He groaned, feeling her neck, using healing magic to fix her.

The pain vanished quickly, but the lingering feeling of being suffocated by him, the shock and surprise remained in her mind.

Alice, Velvet and Erika watched for a few minutes before they left. It wasn’t that they didn’t care, but Serena kicked them all out to speak with him alone and find out the truth.

“Levia, you should rest…”

Serena spoke to the paladin; her hands rubbed Levia’s shoulders, and she nodded slowly. Leaning closer to Asmodeus, she kissed his cheek.

“I’ll speak to you later, My dear lord.”

With that, all that remained in the room was Riel, the dark-skinned succubus who watched the two with curiosity and worry, and Serena, who sat on a chair, glaring at Asmodeus.

“What happened?”

Asmodeus didn’t want to worry Serena, who was so close to delivering their children… but he couldn’t help it. Those eyes… half closed, sharp and focused on him wouldn’t relent. “I-I think I am losing my mind.”

Serena frowned as Riel sat next to Asmodeus.

“Losing your mind?”

Riel asked curiously; she also wanted to know what was happening, because she was worried; Asmodeus had never lashed out like that before. He was the kindest and most gentlemanly in her opinion, and she could not imagine he could harm anyone else.

“I-I think so…” Asmodeus rubbed his temple. “A few nights ago, I began having these visions… at first, they were nothing but vague imagery of my past and future… but soon they changed and I kept seeing the same scene repeatedly.”

Asmodeus knew Serena would take it seriously, being a former goddess and the one who showed him the past visions of this world’s fate, so when he spoke and her eyes widened, he could tell. Not from anything but her reaction, that this was something important.

“What happens?” She asked in a nervous tone.

“My women… the ones who decided to follow and believe in me are killed… by Alan.”

When Riel heard this, her eyes widened.

“This… vision is a bit different from the ones I saw in the past, because he seems strange and although it’s Alan, he feels different. In the first images he only killed the demon knights and you… but the more it went on, he started killing more women, with Vinea, Asmodea and Levia, then in the next he would also kill Erika and Velvet.”

“It sounds like it was trying to test your limits…” Riel spoke to herself, confused about these dreams.

“Asmodeus.”

Serena’s face was serious, her lips pressed together, and her eyes were sincerely filled with tears.

“This sounds like a premonition, but there is something off about it…”

Asmodeus had no reason to suspect Serena was lying. She was his wife and mother of his children, but her reaction seemed a little different.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

Serena shook her head. “I can’t see the future like this…” Although she looked sad, the moment she stroked her stomach, a small smile returned to her lips, and she seemed at ease.

Asmodeus nodded; he knew she had lost her divine powers when becoming a mortal.

“But, I know what this is, and I can give you some advice that might be beneficial.”

***

A few hours later, Asmodeus sat at the dinner table with his women. The dream made him nervous, and he wanted to avoid sleeping. As a demon, he didn’t need to rest often, but when spending time with his wives, it felt nice to sleep hugging each other.

However, Serena’s soft gaze from the other side of the table reminded him of what he needed to do.

The table was full, but the mood felt distant.

Even as laughter echoed, food was passed, and glasses clinked, Asmodeus barely touched his plate. His eyes wandered to each woman seated around him—Serena, Levi, Velvet, Erika, Alice, and Riel. All of them are safe, breathing, and alive.

For now.

Serena gave him a gentle smile, knowing what he likely planned to do.

When the meal ended and the maids cleared the table, Asmodeus stood without a word. The girls followed him out to the balcony. The moon was low, silver, and heavy.

“I’m going south,” he finally said, breaking the silence.

Velvet stiffened. “To Grigor?”

“No,” he said. “To Baltimore.”

The name sent a chill down their spines.

Erika stepped forward. “Because of the dreams?”

He nodded once. “I need to see Alan with my own eyes.”

Serena’s voice was calm. “Then take those who matter most.”

“No,” he said. “I’ll go with only a few. If something happens… I won’t risk all of you.”

Riel looked like she wanted to argue, but Serena stopped her with a hand.

Leviathan clenched her fists, her voice hoarse. “Then promise you’ll come back.”

He looked at her.

At all of them.

“I will.”

Even as Asmodeus spoke, he felt the same churning feeling in his chest from the dream. The warnings, the bloodlust and the scent of fire, remained inside.

A storm was moving in from the south.

And if Mephisto honestly wore Alan’s face…

Then this wasn’t just about one man. It was a war to save his women, to end their conflict and to save his best friend from becoming a puppet.